Escape from Sex Island Pt. 01

I was outraged. I threatened to call the police and have his whole prostitution ring exposed, because that was he was doing. He would raise the children and when they were 18, he would start to whore them out, boy or girl, he didn't care, and it didn't matter to him, as long as he got the cash. He did not take lightly to me threatening his lifestyle, so he promised me that if he went down, I was going along right with him and he's right. I helped him my whole life, I am no better than he is," Zachary hung his head in his hand and started to cry, his whole body shaking with his shallow sobs. Natalia's anger towards him vanished. He was just a little boy who had his entire child hood and now adult life ruined by this monster of a father. She struggled, but she inched her way to where he was sitting and she laid her head in his lap. Zachary took his hands away from his eyes and stared down at her in astonishment.

"Zachary, none of this, and I mean none of this, is your fault. You were a child, you didn't know any better! All children do what they are told, especially if their dad is as abusive and twisted as yours," she said, rubbing her cheek against his thigh. For some reason, she couldn't help but love his broken, shattered young man.

"I- I know that, but I could have done something years ago. I could STILL do something, but I'm terrified. He has people all over, they would find me, no matter what," and his sobs intensified.

"Shh, please Zachary you need to hush, I have a plan," she said, even though it was more like a crazy idea to get them both shot, or worse.

"What do you have in mind?" he whispered through his tears.

"Well, first you have to untie me and find me a shirt," she said, wriggling in her ropes. He nodded and without hesitation, untied her and pulled the flannel off his back and handed it to her.

"My brother will hear us, he hears everything," Zachary warned as Natalia buttoned the top.

"Is the man who was in here with me before your brother?" she asked, even though she figured it was him. Zachary affirmed that with a nod.

"We can't hurt him, there is something wrong in his brain, he thinks what we're doing is a good thing, our dad has him completely brainwashed," he said frantically and Natalia could tell that he really loved his brother.

"No, we won't hurt him. But we can use him as a ploy without him or your dad catching on," she said, standing up and stretching her aching muscles for the first time. Zachary stood as well and Natalia's heart melted. She bowed her head and toed at the dirt.

"What is it Natalia?"

"I love you," she whispered softly, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "I know that it's crazy, but I fell in love with you over the past few weeks and that's why I'm here, I came looking for you when you stopped coming in or walking by on your way to work, which I now know was all apart of the plan, but I am still in love with you, despite everything. I wanted to make you better, both physically and mentally. I wanted to be the one who pulled you out of the darkness... and I still want all of those things," she finally forced her gaze off of the floor to meet his. Zachary's emerald eyes were brimming with tears and he didn't do anything, but pull her into his arms and press his quivering mouth to hers and kiss her deeply and lovingly.

The world fell away, Natalia forgot about everything that was going on and it was just the two of them, lost in one another. He would go to pull away, but she held to him firmly. She lost him once, it wasn't about to happen again, not if she had anything to do with it.

The door above burst open and eyes wide Zachary bolted across the room and turned off the lamp and dove under the table. Natalia tore the shirt off her back and tossed it as far as she could and collapsed on the floor, heart racing. Slow, deliberate footsteps carried who she was assuming was Zachary's father and her stomach dropped yet again. The lamp flicked on and the room was flooded with light once more. She did not dare look up and just pretended to be passed out in a ball on the floor. He shuffled towards her and stopped when the tips of his boots were touching Natalia's thighs.

"Zach did good this time, yes indeed. Damn, that good for nothing half-wit didn't tie and gag her after he was done," he growled and pulled her by her hair across the room and Natalia did her best not to scream with pain and fought the tears making their way to the surface. He hog-tied her this time, her arms bent behind her, bound by her wrists and her legs bent backwards at the knee, tied to her wrists. This position was even worse than the first one; she quickly lost feeling to her fingers and toes. Zachary's father shoved her mouth open with two, large salty fingers that tasted of tobacco and ball sack and it was all she could do not to gag or make any sort of disgusted reaction. He grunted again and shoved the gag back in her mouth, making it good and tight. He tossed her back onto the straw mat on the floor and stood there staring at her for a good long while.

"Wake up, bitch," he said, nudging her heavily with a boot-clad foot. Natalia slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the man standing above her. He was a tall, beefy man with more muscle than fat with eyes and hair that looked exactly like her Zachary and her stomach churned. How could that monster create such a lovely human? He was wearing what she thought was a mechanics jumpsuit, with odd stains covering him. She struggled to get comfortable but he kicked her back. She whimpered in pain and locked eyes with Zachary hiding, terrified under the table. He kept his eyes on her, not daring to look away.

"Here's how it's going to go for the rest of your pathetic life, however long that may be, it all depends on you and how well you are willing to cooperate with me and my sons. Zachary, whom you have to thank for all of this and my boy Dillon who told me all about how he rubbed your shaved little pussy for hours and hours. Told me how you moaned and quivered, obviously wanting more. LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" He screamed, pulling her up by her hair to his face, her feet dangling a few inches off the ground. She went limp and forced herself to keep his stare. He settled and dropped her back to the floor.

"Good little slut, at least you do what you're told. Now, I want you to do whatever Dillon wants, no matter how disgusting you think it is or how bad it is going to hurt, you fucking do it, understand me?" he said, grabbing her by the pussy. She fought every fiber in her being to remain still as she nodded. Instead of letting her go, he slid a finger between her pussy lips and massaged her clit, making her shudder inwardly. He took it as a good sign, so he kept on, every so often shoving that finger inside her dry, tight pussy. When he decided he had humiliated her enough, he pinched her clitoris and shoved his finger in her mouth.

"Yeah, you like the taste of yourself you little cunt?" he said thickly, obviously aroused. When she didn't respond he slapped her hard across her breasts. "I SAID, do you like the taste of your pussy, bitch," she winced and nodded, never taking her eyes away from his. She could feel Zachary staring at the two of them and she couldn't help but feel ashamed that he had to witness her sexual abuse.

"I think I need to send Dillon down here to make you comply a little more. Be ready, slut," he said and turned on his heel and darted back up the stairs. The shaking and tears commenced as soon as the door shut and she wanted to vomit, but she knew she would choke on it and suffocate. Zachary crawled back to her and held her close.

"I am so, so sorry Natalia. I didn't want to do this to you, I really didn't... I just... He left me with no choice," he said softly and began to cry into her hair. He pulled the gag from her mouth and kissed her gently on her trembling lips.

"Okay, I think I know how we can get out of here," Natalia said dryly, her throat was tight with dehydration. Zachary looked at her with eyes filled with doubt and she gave him a small, sad smile.

"I think I can get Dillon to get me out of here," she said, pushing back against her ropes, her legs were now aching to stretch.

"What? How? He will never go against our dad, never," he said with disbelief.

"I have to make him believe I love him and I think he will do whatever I want," Again, he gave her the same look of disbelief and she continued. "When he comes down here, I will sweet-talk him and convince him that he and I need to run away together, so we can be together without any rules or regulations. I know he will go for it, just from what your dad said. If I can make him think I am enjoying what he does to me, he will do whatever I want," she whispered, keeping her eyes on the door above. Before Zachary had a chance to respond, the door opened again and she knew Dillon was on his way down to her. Zachary kissed her quickly before retreating back to his hiding spot beneath the table.

"Oh pet! Here, pet! I have a nice, hard present for you!" he called as he crossed the room. Natalia closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and opened them again to look at her captor.

"Oh, Master Dillon, I have been waiting for you all night. After our play-time earlier, I was left alone to deal with my wet pussy but I wasn't able to finish myself off," she said seductively, sticking her bottom lip out in a sexy pout. Dillon's eyes lit up with glee and he dropped onto the floor with her.

"Pet wants my dick? This is new! I like this one, I think I'm going to keep you," he said, unzipping his dirty, faded blue jeans to produce a rather large and throbbing penis. "Go ahead, pet, show me how bad you've been wanting this," he said, moving Natalia's mouth to the tip of his penis. Without a look in Zachary's direction, she began to suck Dillon's rock hard member. She kept her eyes on his as she moved her head up and down; taking him a little deeper into her throat each time she slid him. She ran her tongue along the length of him, swirling it around the head before sucking it in again.

Dillon was moaning and groaning, holding tightly to Natalia's curly brown hair as she brought him to orgasm. The hot, salty liquid filled her mouth and she knew she had to swallow it to make him the happiest. When he couldn't spill anymore of himself inside her mouth, he flipped her over onto her face, so her ass was straight up in the air. He spread her open and licked her from her asshole to the top of her clit, moaning the whole time.

"Oh yeah, Dillon, lick me just like that. Oh GOD you are so good," Natalia faked, moving her hips back and forth as if she was overwhelmed by the 'pleasure' he was giving to her. She felt his finger push itself inside of her asshole and she forced a deep, low moan. He moved it in and out of her hard and fast, all the while sucking hard on her clit that he had rubbed raw earlier that day. She chanced a glance over at Zachary and he was lying with his back facing her, curled up and shaking. He was crying so hard that she could clearly see him trembling. Natalia wanted to run to him and hold him and carry him out of this wicked place, but she knew she had to go through with this. She promised that she wouldn't hurt Dillon and this is the only way to get them to freedom.

Natalia was snapped back to reality when she felt a thick, hard, hot substance slide deep inside of her tight pussy. He was so large; she couldn't help but let out a moan when he entered her. She clutched at the flimsy mat she had been tossed down on and bit down hard on her lip. Thankfully, the saliva from Dillon's mouth gave her pussy enough lubricant to be able to accommodate his largeness. He had kept her on all fours, but loosened the ropes on her ankles so he could spread her legs far apart causing Natalia to gasp each time he forced himself in her entirely. She felt something deep inside her groin start to build a delicate pressure, making the moans that were escaping her mouth deeper, throatier and almost feral. Every time he pushed himself all the way inside of her, she could feel his hips digging into her pillow-like ass, making a slapping sound which must have triggered something in his brain, because he started to bring the palm of his hand down hard on her behind. The contact shot hot jolts down her thighs, raising goose bumps on her pale flesh.

"My pet likes it when I fuck her hard, doesn't she?" groaned Dillon, reaching down in front of Natalia to violently harass her clit while he held himself tightly inside of her.

"Oh yes, Master. Your cock is so huge, my poor little pussy can barely handle you," she purred, wincing at the pain of her vagina being stretched more than it has even been. He moaned again and flipped her around onto her back, keeping himself buried deep inside of her.

"I want to look in your eyes while I make you mine," he growled, throwing her legs up over his shoulders. Natalia couldn't help but let out a high-pitched squeal of pain and delight as he began to thrust hard and fast in and out of her. She still didn't dare chancing a look in Zachary's direction, even though he thought she was just putting on a performance. The truth was, Natalia felt herself to begin to like the feeling of having the massive cock pound into her like her life depended on it. Her swollen pussy began to secrete its own lubricant and she felt her thighs soak with her juices, the pressure was now white hot and delicious. Electric shocks of pleasure were being coursed through her entire body, making her dig her nails into her palms and her toes curl so tight she feared they might break.

Dillon's moans began to intensify as she felt his member swell even more and before she knew it, hot, thick cum was being delivered deep inside of her, dripping down her vaginal walls and pooling around her asshole. He collapsed on the ground beside her, finally removing himself completely from her. Cum was still seeping out of the head of his penis and down the shaft. Natalia had no energy to move, so she lay there, legs still spread wide open, hands bound behind her back and Dillon's seed dripping out of her abused pussy. Her captor stirred and pulled himself back to his feet and pulled his boxers and jeans back up.

"That felt so good, my pet. I can't wait until Sir allows me to do that again," he said, gleefully. Natalia thought for a second and as Dillon turned to walk away she called to him.

"There's something I would like to say, Master, if it pleases you," she cooed. He looked intrigued as he walked back to where she was still laying, splayed out. His eyes raked her body, obviously doing to her with his eyes that he had just done with his manhood.

"What is it, my pet?" he asked, kneeling beside her. She sat up, but kept her legs spread. So he thought she wanted him to stare at her now bruised and still cum-dripping pussy, but in reality she was trying to get as much of his sperm out of her as she could.

"I was thinking... what if you and I could be like this all the time? What if we could play house every day of our lives?" she asked, confidently, but she didn't know how he was going to react to her suggesting that they leave his father's clutches. Dillon thought very hard for a moment, letting Natalia's words sink into his dim brain.

"What do you mean... play house?" was what he finally said. She's got him hooked; now all she has to do is get him to go through with what she was going to say.

"Well, I think what we just did was... beautiful and so hot, I just want us to be able to do that anytime we want. Where I'm not tied up in the basement like a secret and instead of being called your pet I could be... your wife," she finally spit out. She could feel Zachary cringe in the corner, but she was going to do whatever it took to make sure that they got away, far, far away.

"My wife? A real wife, not just a pet that Sir makes me come and get pregnant?" he asked, gleefully. Natalia nodded her head, fighting back tears at the thought of how many women really must have come before her.

"Yes, Dillon I want to be your wife. But it can't happen if we are here, we would have to run away together, just the two of us. We could have a house with a big yard for animals and as many children as we want and, you will be able to have my body at a whim, without asking for permission," she said, leaning her head against his shoulder, silently pleading that he went for her plan. He remained silent for quite some time and Natalia had started to drift off into sleep when he finally spoke again.

"I want that. I want all of that, with my pet," he said, proud that he was making his own decision.

"Good, I am so very glad to hear that, Dillon. We must do this soon, though. You need to go prepare. Get water bottles and some bread. We'll also need a flashlight and some blankets. Oh, and I will need some real clothes," she thought for a second. Dillon was hanging onto her every word, making this easier than she assumed it would be.

"We are going to have to be extremely sneaky, love. Sir cannot know we are going until we are long, long gone. Is there any other way out of here besides the road that I walking down when you found me?"

"Yes! There is a back way out and it takes you right down the mountain and Portland is one way and Washington is the other," he said.

"Excellent. Now, is there a car we could take? I know how to drive," she added when worry crossed his face.

"Zachary has a car, but he's never allowed to use it," he said, nervously. She had to keep him confident otherwise this would blow up in her face.

"Do you know where the keys are? I promise you, life will be so different once we have our own house, I want to make you happy every second of every day," tears started to flow again down her dust-streaked face, falling lightly on her still exposed breasts. She was looking at Dillon when she said those words, but she was hoping that Zachary knew those were for him. She sneaked a look over where he was hiding and the tears falling down his face were proof enough that he understood. After what seemed like an eternity Dillon finally spoke.

"Okay," was all he said and Natalia kissed him hard on the mouth, taking him by complete surprise. He wrapped his arms around her and almost lovingly kissed her back. She felt immense guilt for lying to this poor man who will never see what's about to happen coming.

"We need to do this quickly. Here is what we will do," Natalia went on to explain how he needed to pack a duffle bag full of supplies and find her some clothes to wear and leave it in the bed of the truck. He would leave the keys on top of the bag and distract his father so Natalia could get to the truck and get down to the road where she was supposed to wait for him, but she was not going to stop at the road, she and Zachary were going to disappear and never look back. Dillon's eyes grew larger and larger with glee as Natalia continued to divulge the plan to his ears hanging on every word that came out of her mouth. When she finally stopped speaking Dillon started to move around the room with excitement.

"I know what to do! Sir drinks a glass of whiskey every night before he goes to sleep, I can just put in some sleeping pills and he will be out for hours," Dillon said importantly, swelling with his good idea.

"That sounds perfect! You will have to sit by him for 45 minutes, understand? Just to make sure I have the time to get everything perfect so there are no delays," she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Once he's asleep, run and find me some clothes and we'll both do our parts to begin our future," she said reassuringly. Dillon nodded his head quickly and was up the stairs and out the door. Natalia instantly fell to her knees and began to sob uncontrollably. Zachary crawled out from under the table and was across the room so fast she jumped when he wrapped her tightly in his arms.